To All Eyes in Poetry

  • Feb. 23, 2019, 3:48 p.m.
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I know all eyes
That watch me
Through all the screens
I just pretend
Not to see
Because I know how to be
The Messenger hidden in the sands
Patiently creating
Words that no one understands

Your amnesia
Will awake
When the right-hand
Strikes 17
Tick-tock
Can you find the clock?
That unfolds destiny
It’s hidden in the seas
An EARTHQUAKE
That will awake all your dreams

I’m set on repeat
For I lived this time
In my sleep
It’s how I dig holes
Inside your head
To plant seeds
That will grow
One moment at a time
Until everyone is free
Of the evil design

I am the parasite
Living off death
The Reaper’s heart
Paralyzes voices
That speaks
Nonsense and distortions
Because no one seems to see
The disguise
That mirrors lie


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